Renee

She's got eyes painted like California smog

Lipstick the color of a harlot's dress

Hair pulled up and off to one side

The girl's a hot mess and she's looking for a ride.

She's wearing strappy heels that that twist her ankles

There's a lit cigarette in her right hand

And her jacket's studded leather.

She's in high demand but you'd be good together-

Don't try it boy, because she'll cut you down

That knife in her pocket, it gets around

Walk away while you still can

Doesn't make you any less of a man

She's not what you want

She's not what you need

She's not what you know

But she'll sure make you bleed

So just do me a favor

Let her walk the other way

Because you're headed for a dark abyss

Should you ever ask her to stay.